dark like a pastry, heavily egg-washed and baked'.
you thought this was
funny so you let me eat you out.
on the night I was your favorite rnb singer I expressed
that we were somehow the same being. in a moment we
will inhabit the same body and other such sex things
that were untrue on an atomical level.
i enjoy being the discreet movements between you and me.
we play a game called lets see how close our faces get
without kissing and it depletes
me of everything.
Laurens Verdonkschot is a writer who lives in Brighton.
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